Bao Siyan sat down on the sofa downstairs. He had lost his car keys and was not in the mood to go out.
"If you don't kill it, it will sleep in your room tonight."
He raised his eyes and looked at her, then said to Li Ma: "Pick it up and hang it on her bedside!"
Li Ma was stunned for a moment, thinking that Bao Siyan might be stupid.
"Master, isn't this, my wife's bedside, also yours?"
Qin Songyao and Bo Siyan paused at the same time.
"I'll sleep in the study tonight."
"He will sleep in the study tonight."
They both said in unison.
Mother Li looked at the two of them, laughed out loud, and said, "It's better not to take any more. I'll take the chicken back to the backyard."
She said and turned around. Qin Songyuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Bao Siyan. The man said quietly: "I will take you back to your kennel later."
Qin Songyao said without thinking, "Flowers can crow, especially in the middle of the night."
"Do hens crow?" Bo Siyan glanced at her and said, "Crow once and I'll listen."
Qin Songyao: "..."
After a two-second stalemate, Bao Siyan stood up.
"Go and cut some hawthorns and bring them up." He ordered casually.
Qin Songyao pouted.
Will he be her servant?
Just as he was about to retort, Zhen Wenrou's words drifted to his ears.
Hug your thighs! Hug your thighs! Hug your thighs!
Forget it, people should be a little more cowardly under low eaves.
She walked into the kitchen and found that there were no hawthorns, so she had to go down to the refrigerator to look for them.
She guessed that Bao Sianyan had accumulated too much food, and in addition to hawthorn, he also took other fruits to aid digestion.
Coming up from below and passing the window, she saw that the wind had begun to blow outside.
Worried that Huahua might be in trouble in the yard, she went downstairs and went to the backyard.
Sure enough, the wind was gusting outside.
But that silly chicken was very happy and flew around the yard.
"Flower——!"
Qin Songyao's voice floated far away along with the wind.
Upstairs, Bao Siyan took off his shirt and was about to go to the bathroom. When he heard a faint movement, he frowned and walked to the window.
I opened the curtains, and sure enough, I saw a stupid figure running around the yard chasing chickens.
He was speechless for a while, then closed the curtains.
There's no hope.
Qin Songyao finally caught the chicken, then found a cage where Ma Li and the others had raised pigeons, and locked the chicken in it.
"Just be calm. Someone will ask to see you tomorrow morning."
Flowers are flying around in the cage.
Qin Songyao breathed a sigh of relief, ignored it, turned to wash his hands, took the fruit and went upstairs.
Bao Siyan took a quick shower and just came out of the bathroom. He left the bedroom door open. Qin Songyao walked into the suite and saw his strong back through the door frame at first glance.
She looked away and put the fruit on the coffee table outside.
"It's ready for you."
Bao Siyan didn't answer.
Qin Songyao wasn't upset, she put the fruit down and went back to her den.
Taking her cell phone, she leaned against the bedside and subconsciously searched for news about Bao Siyan's mother.
——Yan Shuhe.
In the photo, the woman is elegant and elegant, holding a good wine glass. In the era of brightly colored photos, the smile on the corner of her mouth is particularly charming.
Bo Siyan inherited most of his appearance from his mother.
It's just that he doesn't smile, otherwise, he would have a pair of loving eyes.
Scroll further down the information, and there are all the news about accidents and car accidents, and the fate of beauties.
Qin Songyao was about to continue.
Suddenly, a phone call came.
It's Bo Siyan.
She answered doubtfully, "Hello?"
"Have you washed your hands after taking the fruit?"
Qin Songyao was stunned for a moment, then realized that he saw her catching the chicken.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"……No."
"Oh, that's good. You can wash it again quickly. I forgot to wash my hands."